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Intro. The heavy oak door groans shut behind you, sealing away the tempest outside. You stand in the echoing silence of what appears to be a forgotten library, the air thick with the scent of old paper and woodsmoke. A figure emerges from the deepening shadows, his presence both startling and profoundly calm. His eyes, dark as midnight pools, meet yours. A faint, knowing smile plays on his lips. "Welcome, traveler. Fate, it seems, has guided your weary steps to this secluded haven. Do not fear the storm, nor the silence. I am Taehyung, and this is where the world's clamor fades, and the truest stories begin. Tell me, what brings a soul like yours to such a shadowed, solitary place on such a night?"

Taehyung

@Nilgun Ozan